This Is Us

Chapter 2

(Picture of Lia on the side, do vote. And dont self harm. Love all of you xx)

Harry’s POV:

She was walking towards the bar and I knew what she was going to do. She wanted to get drunk. Like she saw me standing there with a cigarette and jumped to conclusions. I haven't smoked one ever. But I had to admit she looked good. Who am I kidding she looked breathtaking. She wasn't the regular stick figure barbie dolls who applied a ton of makeup and wore stupid clothes. She was curvy, she had them in all the right places. The black dress she was wearing was figure hugging and accentuated her curves and her makeup made her eyes pop out.

But why was I thinking about her? Byt the way she had chatted seemed like she wanted to block the world out. But I wouldnt give up on her, somehow I would get close to her. I saw her drinking her drink and looking at me. Her smile turned into a frown as I saw two anorexic girls whose dresses were a little too short walked up to me. One of them was dangerously close to them when Lia came to my rescue. She just walked up and kissed me.

Uhm yes, Lia was my girlfriend. But we didn't do the normal girlfriend-boyfriend thing. We just had the label so girls wouldn't irritate me while guys wouldn't irritate her. As soon as the girls left she smirked at me and walked away. And once again my thoughts were occupied by Alyssa. I was dancing when I felt someone behind me. I slowly turned around and saw Alyssa dancing. She had had too much to drink, i was clear by the way her brown eyes were glossed. I didn't want anyone to try anything on her so I pulled her close to me and held her there.

She looked up and smirked, “Styles, you don't get what leave me alone is right?” But she had a tinge of playfulness to her voice. I saw boys looking at her and pulled her closer, now her body was resting against mine, she was slouching yet moving rhythmically to the beats of the music. If she would have been sober she wouldn't leave her studious image.

She stood on her toes and whispered, “Lets go outside, its too hot.” sending chills down my spine. I smirked at her and took her outside. On reaching out she took my hand and guided me to a secluded area. It had a hammock and just trees everywhere. Strange place. But Alyssa guided me to the hammock and pushed me onto it and said, “Why do you push my boundaries? Why do you feel I need to open up? Hell yes I know that I am not pretty nor am I smart, but I am happy with what I am so just stay away.” Her words shocked me and that is when I saw, one scar which was barely visible on her wrist. It was quite obvious she had done it to herself.

Immediately I stood up and looked at her. The moonlight was lighting up her skin and was visible from between her hair, given her an aura almost like she was radiant. I looked at her and thought that how could she think she wasn't perfect? She was the type of girl every guy would want to call his. She deserved to know the truth, she was my version of perfect.

“Alyssa for gods sake, shut up. You need to know this. You are beautiful, you are smart, you are the type of girl everyone would want to call theirs. You are not perfect because you are real. You aren't like those fake girls who don't eat and wear short clothes to show off their bodies. You are the person who wears what looks good. You dont care about what others think, but you should Alyssa, you should.”

She looked at me as though I just spoke in Latin or Greek. She looked shocked and she did the unexpected. She hugged me, real tight. I hugged her back and knew there was something special about her.

It was 3 in the morning but Alyssa didn't care as she was laying asleep in the hammock as I thought about how I could get her to trust me. I knew her parents would be getting worried about her so I woke her up. She was a deep sleeper. She stood up and took full support of my body as I took her to my car.

As I made her sit in the car and made my way to the driver’s seat I saw her taking selfies of herself. Like damn even in this state selfies. As soon as I sat down she pulled me close and clicked a selfie. I hated photos but she was an exception. I buckled her seatbelt and drove her to my place.

As soon as we reached my place I took her phone and called Rue. I knew Rue hadn't attended the party and soon she picked up the phone, she sounded grumpy. I told her that Alyssa was with me and to inform Alyssa’s parents she said ok and cut the phone. Alyssa had fallen asleep on my bed, I covered her with the duvet and went to sleep on the window couch.

I wake up because of a high pitched shriek. Alyssa, she was awake and screaming as though I had kidnapped her. I got up and walked towards the bed. I held her by the shoulders and whispered “calm down” she calmed down but hit my bare chest with her hands. I held her hands and stared into her eyes.

She had calmed down and wanted me to take her back home. She was flicking through her phone when suddenly her cheeks turned a deep shade of red. I walked over and saw that she was seeing her gallery, her selfies and a picture of her and me popping up. She would have flt my breath on her neck when she looked up and smiled. Like smiled at me for the first time when she was sober.

She and her mood swings. She collected her stuff and walked out of my house to my car. We drove to her place in silence, I was beginning to contemplate that she was angry again.We reached her house and before she left she said one thing I swear to God I wouldn't forget. “I still hate you, but you aren't half as bad as I thought you would be. Friends?” I smiled and she gave me back one of her rare smiles. I knew that I would make her love the world.

And maybe one day I would be her world. Wait did I just say that. Shit.

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The weekend was spent doing homework, I was studying for the upcoming exams when my phone rang. Alyssa. She was asking me to drop her car back since she had left the keys at my place. I changed and went to drop her car when that happened.